Mr. Miller has this saying on his coffee mug that says "Science never sucks". He explained to us that this is referring to the fact that "suck" is not really an eligible word in science. Because apparently things aren't just "sucked" up. "But," he added after this explanation "It also means that science class literally doesn't suck." I strongly disagree. It's not that Mr. Miller isn't the best science teacher ever, I love the cool experiments we do, and he makes it as fun as possible. It's just that I don't understand any of it. Like, at all. And no matter how many questions I ask, and no matter who explains it to me, it just doesn't make any sense. It's all a mumble jumble of confusing explanations, experiments that look cool but I have no idea what we're doing, and a lot of math. But, to be honest, the math is the easiest part of science for me. And math is never easy for me. EVER. I swear to God, I still struggle with addition. I mean, I have to count 7+8 on my fingers. It's that bad. And if math the easiest part of something for me, than that thing must be impossible. Which, since in this case science is the "something", science is impossible. One time Mr. Miller was standing right behind me while I complained to Marisa: "This worksheet is so hard I can't even make up the answers!" So all in all, science does suck. And I see myself dropping down from accelerated biology at Maine South in the near future

Although I didn't go anywhere for spring break, I got a lot accomplished. These are all of the things I got done.

-bought a dress for Conformation -cleaned out my once extremely messy bathroom-reviewed for the placement test-bought summer clothes-went running a few times- blogged several times(hence more extra credit woop woop!) - baked a keylime pie (with Jackie)-baked peanut butter cookies-made my mom a birthday breakfast-watched the Hunger Games for the second time (with Marisa)-went to Sprinkles Cupcakes for the first time-went bike riding -walked my dog multiple times

Yesterday was my mom's birthday so we went downtown to dinner at Catch 35 where I had some delicious oysters and grouper, and then to a cupcake place called Sprinkles for dessert. Sprinkles is really famous, (there's a show about it on the Food Network) so I guess we should have expected that there would be a line out the door. But it was sooo worth it to wait the half hour in the chilly night air for those cupcakes. Mmmmm. Just thinking about them is making me drool. I got a milk chocolate cupcake and a red velvet cupcake with cream cheese frosting, my sister got a chai tea cupcake and a cinnamon sugar cupcake, my dad got a milk chocolate cupcake and a carrot cake cupcake, and my mom got a dark chocolate cupcake and a brown sugar praline cupcake. We all agreed that they were the best cupcakes we'd ever tasted.

When we were waiting in line outside, there was an ATM. Pretty normal, right? Wrong. It was a cupcake ATM. So you could swipe your credit card, choose your cupcake, and out it would come through the slot. Instant heaven. I highly recommend going to Sprinkles one day, especially if you're a cupcake extroidanair like myself. You'll exit the shop with a smile on your face and a belly full of scrumptious cupcakes.

I am LOVING this weather. It's finally starting to feel like spring!! So lately I've been taking my dog Sam on regular walks which, I'm sorry to say, doesn't happen often. He is extremely out of shape and acts much older than his age, which is 10. I used to run with him a lot, but that was when I had time on my hands and Sam had a few less pounds slow him down. Sam gets so ecstatic when we go on these walks around town. He has to stop and smell every single plant, tuft of grass, fence, and bush on the way, and he feels the need to mark his territory on all of those things as well. It literally looks like he's grinning (while he's panting and drooling) because he's enjoying the world outside our backyard so much. It is not hard at all to make a dog happy.

I know. It looks disgusting. But it was actually the best thing I've ever made and eaten in my life. But I couldn't have made this all by myself. So I called Jackie over, who happens to be an expert baker. She knew exactly what to do to get the egg whites seperated from the yolks. And the way she grated that lime (for the lime zest) you would've thought she did it for a living. It took us roughly 2 hours to complete. Not because it was difficult, but because we had music playing. So we would stop every so often and have a wild dancing session. I really wish I could post the video of Jackie dancing on the blog. It's HILARIOUS every time I watch it, It makes me so happy. But I would never want to embarass Jackie like that. And she would probably kill me. So when we were all ready to eat the pie, we decided to walk over to Walgreens to get some cool whip. What a let down. They had none. So we defeatedly walked back to my house with our heads down... after having a dance party in the back isle of Walgreens. So all in all we had a great time and I will definitlley be making that recipe again.

Spring break is here at last. I thought it would never come! I've noticed that everyone is noticeably happier in the spring time. People are breaking in their new walking shoes and taking out their bikes that have been collecting dust in the garage all winter. The other day I was Uptown eating a bagel in einsteins and a girl from school passed by the window on her bike. I don't know this girl well at all but she smiled and waved like we were old friends. People are taking leisurely drives with the windows rolled down, and aren't frantically rushing from place to place. Spring really just makes people happy. Especially me. For example, to celebrate our first day of spring break, my friend Reese and I decided to walk to Dairy Queen. We didn't end up walking though. We skipped. All the way to DQ and back. It was a really good work out and it was really fun. So as we were skipping to get our cookie dough blizzards, with One Direction blasting from my phone, we passed a guy, he looked like a senior in high school, getting into his car. "Oh no." Reese said, "people. He might see us." We stopped and thought about this for a second. Then we both shrugged and continued skipping because we were too happy to care about whether that guy thought we were crazy or not. As we skipped down the block the guy yelled after us "what are you guys doing?" I wasn't planning on answering the stranger, but I thought YOLO. So I said "skipping!" "Why?" He asked. "Because it's fun!" I called back over my shoulder."And it's Spring Break!" Reese added. On a gross winter day, a typical senior in high school would have replied with some mean and degrating comment, but since its spring and nice out, and he must've been happy too, he just laughed. And it wasn't the kind of laugh that made me feel like he was laughing at us. It was the kind of laugh that felt like he was laughing with us. So we laughed too and skipped the rest of the way to Dairy Queen. And we were very happy. Because its finally spring. The end.

Oh my gosh. This has been a strange night. I was working at Beatles Night (this concert thing at my church) with my friend Maggie. We were doing the concession stand. At first business was pretty slow. Nothing exciting happened. But then a series of events happened beginning with trying to give a bald man a free hair cut....

So Maggie and I were sitting at our concession stand booth, eating concessions of course, when one of our adult leaders came up and gave us a stack of "Free Haircut" coupons for Sports Clips( that place uptown). She said "if you could hand these out to the customers, that would be great". A man walked up. He asked for a bottle of water. We exchanged money with water and before he turned around Maggie said "Would you like a free haircut?" And handed him the coupon. He took it and examined it. Then he gave us this sideways glance and said "I don't need a haircut" all three of us just looked awkwardly back and forth at eachother for awhile until we realized he was bald. "Oh my god!" Maggie said, "I'm so sorry!" He just stared at us. "You're real funny." He said kind of rudely and walked away. It was a complete accident, Maggie had decided a minute before that she would hand out the coupons to everyone that came. And of course the first person had to be bald.

After about 10 minutes of being on the floor cracking up, we collected our selves and caught up with our breath. And then we starting cracking up for another 5 minutes. Once we were completely stable, we gave a few more customers their snacks and then sat patiently and waited. Another man came up, this one was elderly. "Hi how can I-" before we could finish our cheerful greeting, he grabbed the cash box. We didn't know what to do. As we sat stunned, this man, who had given no introduction, took the wad of money and started counting it out! We were so surprised! Who would expect a nice elderly gentleman to rob a church? He said "let's see what we got. 1,2,3,4" and counted all the money out. When he was done he said " Alright I'll take this to the, uh, safe." When he left I ran up to get one of our leaders. I described what he looked like and what he did. All of the parents just began laughing at us really hard. Apparently that man was the church treasurer. Gee, he could've told us that before giving us false pretensions that he was robbing us!

Immediately after this, we went back to our table. There were several high school students there surrounding one of there teachers.i recognized this teacher immediately. It was Mr. Matter. We had already made a bald man angry, been "robbed", and now he just had to show up. If you don't know Mr Matter consider yourself lucky. He's the high school band teacher at Maine south. He found out I wasn't taking band next year. I didn't even know that he knew my name. But he said "Oh look students! It's Emily! She's going to Maine south next year!" And gave me a look that showed pure hatred for not continuing with his band program. He said "walk with me, Emily." And he walked me down the hall. Luckily Maggie followed close behind. I don't know how I could've handled Mr. matter alone. This was mr matters weird conversation with me (please note: I omitted all of the bizarre sound effects he made only because I couldn't spell them. But he made many.):

Mr M:"Who's your friend?"Me:"Oh this is Maggie"Mr M:"Hello, Maggie."Maggie: " hi..."Mr M: " so no pressure nor anything, I know you've heard this all before but I'd just like to let you know something. Did you know that band is a class? So it's an easy A. And all my students say that they can just ( sound effect here) unwind during band. Ya know? Listen, I heard your a good clarinetist. I heard you're good. (Head nods vigorously) I heard you're good. I heard your good. ( insert 20 seconds of awkward eye contact) are you good, Emily? Because i heard you are. Me: "um.."Mr M: " it's ok Emily. I get it. You're good. No pressure or anything. No pressure at all. You know I have a motor cycle and tattoos, I'm like, cool. Ok? There are somedays where I can be grumpy like ( insert sound effect) but you know (leans in to my personal space and frames face with hands) this here is pretty much what you get. This is what you get. Band is fun, ok? Ok. You know that last piece my band played? Amazing right? Well I hate to be like (insert sound effect) but my band is good. You don't get a good band often. I could count all the good bands on one hand. So think about it, Emily. It's not too late to change your mind. No pressure, but if you don't join, I'll embarrass you in front of her ( jabs finger in Maggie's face) and many others every day in the hallways. No pressure. Now go do what you've gotta do. But think about it. Because I want to work with you, Emily. Every. Single. Day. Goodbye."

Maggie and I looked at eachother and ran upstairs to my mom, who said " Do you know what's weird?"Me: " what?"Mom: "mr matter called me on my cell phone, and then came here to talk to me about you joining band."

So he's a creep. He pretty much just sealed the deal for me. I am not spending every day of my life with that crazy man. I wil be looking over my shoulder for the rest if my life, now.

Thanks to all of my country-music obsessed friends and Hunter Hayes, I have recently converted to country. My top three favorite country songs are:

1. Storm Warning by Hunter Hayes

2. Knee Deep by Zac Brown Band

3. Somebody's Heartbreak by Hunter Hayes

I don't know why, but country music just makes me so happy. It reminds me of summer time and warm weather. I find that if i'm really stressed out, and I listen to country, I feel a lot better. It just calms me down and soothes my nerves. I used to absolutely hate country, but that was only because i didn't give it a chance. So, if you are not already a country fan, I suggest listening to a few songs and before you know it, you'll be hooked.

This is the second blog i've posted within a few minutes because i have a lot to say. So yesterday was the end of the trimester, which includes scrambling around to finish projects and take tests and such. So I posted a few pictures of the things I've created in sculpture and ceramics and photography. I just want to make a point that the person was made out of wire and plaster which was very difficult, so cut me some slack.